Three hundred and thirteen blood metrorrhagia(3/3)
"I told you to turn around, what are you doing here for XX?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Xu Xinlei couldn't help laughing, her body twitched, and suddenly she stiffened all over. She couldn't help but say to Li Wenyin with a bitter face.
"Dear ~~~"
This sweet and coquettish voice made Li Wenyin excited.
"What's wrong?!"
"...it's all your fault!"
Xu Xinlei glanced at Li Wenyin with a resentful look.
"It's just your fault for teasing me, and it's broken again..."
“…”
Li Wenyin's face froze.
“……What should I do?”
"...Dear, please ask you something?"
Xu Xinlei blinked and begged Li Wenyin.
Something is wrong.
Li Wenyin felt like a disaster was coming at that time.
Sure enough, Xu Xinlei seemed a little embarrassed and said weakly.
"You... help me sell a little... Big Bundy?"
......
Can I refuse?!
Li Wenyin couldn't help but tremble.
Is this considered self-inflicted?
"......no problem!"
Li Wenyin smiled and agreed.
When he walked into the house, Li Wenyin suddenly remembered something.
This TM is a high-end hotel, I'll buy you a ball?!
After making a phone call, Li Wenyin calmly asked the waiter to help buy sanitary napkins in Xu Xinlei's dark face.
The efficiency is really fast.
In less than ten minutes, a bag of high-end big Bundies was delivered to the room.
After giving the waiter money and tips to buy Bundy, Li Wenyin walked to the bedside with a smile.
"I was almost fooled by you! Look! Go and change it!"
"...you won!"
The young couple were fighting each other, laughing.
But what the two didn't know was that at this time, a concert-related news was quietly put into the classical music circle in Europe.
【The devil-like young man plays alone with his own strings!】
Chapter completed!